Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for October 25, 2014
Margo: Ughh, that stupid dog! I reek of garbage and my hair looks like a circus clown! Oh well, at least the ordeal is over… Margo: BWAAAA! Poncho: I'm not here, I;m not here, I'm just looking for candles and incense. Poncho: Also, the espresso machine beeped and scared me and I had an accident on the floor. I'd clean it up myself, but y'know, there's kind of a dog/human agreement about that sort of thing. Margo: I just felt my frontal lobe collapse.